Montreal Stallion

walking down the stairs, headed for the door, bright lights of montreal casino, roll the dice, take a dive into this vice, take a chance, then some angel caught my glance, caramel skin tone complexion, thick, rich and deep eyes, sweet thighs wearing skin tights, wifey?, unlikely, but could be, she had me amazed by her stare and gaze, she looked like a diva, she is hot, blazing, fever, feeling feverish, i knew i had to make this, move, so smooth, i thought i missed my chance, i saw you in the club dancing, for a short period, i pictured us romancing, under the moon dancing, my eyes were on you like white on rice, spending our last moments in this dark dance floor paradise, but you drifted away, away without a trace, into the sea of faceless faces, trace this back to the moon, catch the star so i can make a wish, one more chance to catch this caramel sensation, on the last night in montreal, on the last night of montreal, like it was fate, like the gods decided to meet there, at the right time, when i saw you at the bar, i knew you were mine, we drove into the dance floor like a car, and then like a star, bursts of passion and desire, hands on your hips, i guide you as we glide, to where no one can find, to where our hidden desires burn, your lips i wanted to earn, and slowly, as we groove, we unfurl, wild flower, so much fire, so much power, so much intense touching, groping, big bang, sing sang, sweet thang, words slur, everything is blur, with my eyes close, all my skin feels is her, her scent her sweat, her curves, sweet tenderness caress, giving the moon coffee cos this night i never wanted to end, headed back to the hotel, i push her head back against the wall, tongue play, like kissing wasn't my only forte, wrapping her hands against my neck, foreplay, like wii she wanted to play, but i told her to sleep well, have good dreams of me, and continue this escapade while you sleep, i close the door, i say to myself, what a night to remember, her name, amelia.